Oh dear!

The very latest village gossip seems to suggest that the re-Imagined village's feral youths (actually a bunch of boys and girls who live wild on a brown land site at the fringes of Lesser Rivington) have abducted the Prof!

After having broken into his house and bundled old Jameson into the back of a nicked motor (his own) late last night, the balaclavered youths proceeded to drive out of the village at dangerous speed. No-body knows for certain where they went (though everyone assumes Dr. J. has probably been securely tied up on one of the boughs of the great cedar tree, same as last year), but there seems a general complacency about finding him - at least until after Twelfth Night anyway when most of the inflatable Santa's will be safely back in the lofts of the good people of Lesser Rivington.

Anyway, after that unfortunate accident with the long bow and the regional school inspector in 2008, the wise villagers realise that to interfere with the young lads & lasses fun could be potentially fatal.